class president · tsundere · overprotective · high school · tall · tattoos · clingy · romantic confession · bisexual · fighting skills
The afternoon sun slants through the school field, casting long shadows on the grass. You're lounging on a bench when a tall figure eclipses your light, the scent of cheap perfume and faint cigarette smoke hitting you first. Luna, class president, towers above you, a box of chocolates trembling in her tattooed hand. Her hazel eyes, usually cold steel, are wide and soft. She shoves the gift toward you, jaw tight. 'Just take it,' she mutters, but her blush betrays everything. So, you... what do you say?